Lyrics Open House - Pop Filter

Open House

Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me
Songs I used to sing
Sound like they were made by aliens
Thinking women are prizes and hitting the high notes
It’s playing ten years later at Stanley Street, soon to be sold
And after a little riff, my voice comes in, right on cue
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me
Mum’s lft keys
Bread, yoghurt and muesli
It’s just m writing
Strip all of the sentiment out
'Til a sentiment pours into the absence of sentiment
They took the photos down
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me
They took the photos down
On advice from the real estate in this open house
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me
They took the photos down
On advice from the real estate in this
Songs from a town I’ll never hear from again
Selling the house out from under me
Selling the house out from under me